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This Tainted Tulip Isn't as it seems Brown hair, blue eyes And braces that gleamed Bullied all my life No dad in sight Mostly on my own Braved problems with all my might Writing poems, songs and...
I can be a girly girl. I'm a princess in my head. I can prance about the place, Ignite romance where it's dead. Or... I can be ninja girl. I'm a ninja deep inside.
My heart beats, a soft ringing replacing the usual thuds. I lift myself up, feathered wings gracing my back, sprouting from between my shoulder blades.
Muttering under breath, Banging on tables. Swearing obscene curses, People dish out labels. Stale stench of urine, Stumbles over a rock. Muddied coat gets messier People near by mock.
I am the supermarket car washer in the winter The leaf raker in the autumn The lemonade stand on a hot summers day The lawn mower as the spring life comes out to play I am a result of no...
3 unheard sisters. Whose stories remain untold. Up to this very day. I've had them to hold. 3 unheard sisters. Look nothing alike. But everything in common. Even sleeping habits at night.
Angels are plenty. But demons more. Devils are few. But Gods at every door. Everyone is loved. But also disliked. Nobody exists nowhere. But in our dreams at night. All things are right.
This feeling Of being wanted Not being a burden Is a new land Never fit in No, not once Maybe that's why I write Especially in these past few months It's been rough For all of us There is no...
Your words Still ring in my ears Even after All this time "Is it good or bad being so self sufficient?" It didn't hurt You were just curious But it pains Me and my heart To not know How to...
You can call me smart. You can call me dumb. Say I'm athletic. Or I just suck my thumb. Say you hate my hair. Say I'm wrong. Say I'm fair. Or say they'd rather me gone. Call me pretty.
When at such occasions, When long-lost cousins come around There always is a protocol When children are abound.
Her heels click as they touch the floor, her dress sways along her un-perfect figure, she reaches the steps, time to put on her mask, her mask covers her eyes, her mask and her makeup together make...
I like to sit up at night,. To read, listen and write,. I actually have been known to howl,. Cause secretly I'm a wolfie-night-owl,. But then I can do early,. Though I can turn a bit girlie,.
If I was rich, I'd probably be a bitch, It's a stereotype that doesn't switch, It's like it's some kind if glitch.
#household Our paint depicts a picture But does it show the truth.
You see a girl. Who just wanted a good life. Loved to please people. Someday maybe a wife. Others might see a baby. Who's so innocent and nice. Not aware of the danger. That can bring this life.
M ainly. E xtinct. There is only one of me. Only one person of the sort you see. One person with my exact blue eyes. My barrior holding back the lies. The only one with my same brown hair.
#household challenge Mirror mirror in the hall, Do u think of me at all. When I peer so close, so near; An eyeball there, a nostril here. Mirror mirror reflecting me, All my blemishes do you see.
Danny woke up in the bed of the girl he slept with that night. It was morning and he got up and asked her of she had a lighter.
#household Dear mirror, You see the long dark hair but not what makes me care. The small oval face but not my personal tastes. Eyes of dark green but not what they've seen.
I was slow to finish but quick to start. I'm hard and strong yet soft of heart. I'm soft and loving yet never cry. I love to shop yet never buy. I like smart clothes but never dress smart.
Yes, I am a teenager, But I'm not just what you think. Don't stereotype what you don't know, I'm not some missing link. I don't drink or smoke or party too much, It's fine if you don't believe me.
Tell me about yourself You ask What is it I say You need to know.
I hate it when people say I don't fit in. I hate it when people say I can't do this. I hate it when people say I'm not good at anything. I hate it when people say I'm not perfect.